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Riven

My legs felt unsteady as I hurried back through the corridor toward the stands. My heart was still racing, my skin too hot, and the inside of my underwear was a sticky, humiliating mess that made every step feel uncomfortable. I kept my head down, hood pulled low, praying no one would look at me too closely.

When I reached the entrance to the seating area, I froze.

The stands were emptying.

People were already streaming out — chatting, laughing, pulling on jackets. The game had ended whil
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  • Pucked On Ice    Far Away

    RivenThat morning, I woke up to a few soft knocks on my front door.I froze in bed, heart jumping. Then I heard May’s cheerful voice from outside.“I was asked to get some suppressants for you. I’ve left them right outside. Have a good day!”I cleared my throat, trying to make my voice sound different — higher, squeakier, anything but my normal tone.“Thank you so much,” I called out, myvoice cracking awkwardly. “I appreciate it.”“You’re welcome!” she replied brightly. I heard her footsteps receding down the hallway.I waited a full minute, then crept to the window and peeked out. May was climbing into a waiting taxi. The moment the car drove off, I hurried outside, grabbed the small brown paper bag from the floor, and slipped back inside, locking the door behind me.“Finally,” I whispered, sighing in relief as I opened the bag.Inside were the heat suppressants, exactly as prescribed. I grabbed a bottle of water, popped two pills, and swallowed them quickly, just like Dr. Elara ha

  • Pucked On Ice    I’m coming

    KaelJust when I was about to sleep, my phone rang.I checked the screen. It was Riven.I narrowed my eyes. I sat up quickly, glanced at Oliver, who was still snoring loudly, and slipped into the bathroom. I locked the door, sat on the closed toilet seat, and answered.“Hey?” I said, keeping my voice low.Riven’s voice came through tight and desperate. “What do you mean tomorrow? I can’t hold these feelings, Kael. I need the suppressants before I lose my mind. Gosh! How I wish I could just go out now and get them.”I leaned back against the tiled wall, already feeling my body react to the need in his tone. “Fine. How about you relieve yourself first and go to bed?”“Trust me, I thought that would work. It always worked before… but it just made it worse.” His breathing was shaky. “At this point, what I want is to be knotted so bad. It’s either I take those pills or I just go crazy.”I closed my eyes for a second, my cock already stirring again. “Okay… how about we do it over the phone?

  • Pucked On Ice    Help from a side

    KaelI stared at the screen, my pulse kicking up.Me: Are you sure you’re on heat? Have you experienced it before?Riven: No.Me: Then what makes you think you’re on heat?The typing bubbles appeared, disappeared, then appeared again. When the message came through, I had to read it twice.Riven: I noticed I was very horny. And when I checked… I was slick as fuck.Fuck.The image flashed in my mind instantly — Riven alone in his apartment, legs spread, fingers sliding through his own slick, face flushed with embarrassment and need. My cock thickened further, pressing uncomfortably against my shorts. I shifted on the bed, trying to ignore the rush of heat that followed.Me: Woah… you’re wet?Riven: Yeah.Me: That’s one thing Omegas like me have to deal with.Riven: And I don’t want to deal with that. I just don’t want Alphas around noticing I’m on heat. That’s why I need the suppressants badly.I ran a hand down my face, trying to think straight. The rut from earlier had mostly settled,

  • Pucked On Ice    The First Heat

    KaelPractice started soon after. We ran drills, skated lines, and worked on plays. I tried to keep up, but my movements were slower than usual. Coach noticed almost immediately.Halfway through, he called me over while the others continued.“Hey, boy,” he said, placing a hand on my shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. “You alright? You know you can always tell me what’s happening. Even during that friendly match you acted weird. Now you’re not playing like yourself. Talk to me as your father, Kael. What’s going on?”I looked at him for a second, the concern in his eyes making my chest tighten. For a moment I almost told him everything — the wound, the ambush, the way my mind kept drifting back to some guy he might not like. But I swallowed it down.“I’m fine, Dad,” I said, forcing a casual shrug. “Just didn’t sleep well last night after everything. I’ll shake it off.”He studied me for a long beat, clearly not fully convinced, but he didn’t push harder.“Alright,” he said finally,

  • Pucked On Ice    Sudden Attack

    KaelThe evening air was cool as we piled into the big team bus headed for Millbrook. The guys were already loud — some talking shit, others with headphones on, a few half-asleep before we even left the parking lot. I greeted a couple of them as I climbed aboard and dropped into the seat next to Oliver.“What’s up?” I said, bumping fists with him.Oliver grinned and shook my hand firmly. “Same old. Ready for the grind?”He was one of the few other Alphas on the team. Just the two of us, really. Everyone else was Beta — solid, reliable, and no drama. No Omegas, of course. They were considered too fragile for this level of hockey, with too many liabilities with heats, slow recovery, and scent issues. The league kept them out for “safety reasons.” Fine by me. I mean, it made things simpler too.I settled in, slipped my headphones on, and let the low bass drown out the chatter as the bus rumbled to life.The drive was long. Darkness settled quickly, headlights cutting through the road ahe

  • Pucked On Ice    Let me taste you

    RivenKael was standing outside my door when the taxi pulled up.I saw him before I got out, leaning against the wall beside my door with his hands in his pockets, looking entirely too comfortable for someone who had no business being here. He straightened when he saw me coming, and something crossed his face that I didn’t have the energy to analyze.I paid the driver, got out, and walked toward him.“What are you doing here?” I asked. “I thought you said you were leaving for Millbrook.” It came out flat. I intended flat.“I’m leaving this evening,” he said. “Not right now.” He shrugged one shoulder, easy and unbothered. “Thought I’d come see you before I go.”“You didn’t have to do that.”“I wanted to.”I stopped in front of him. Looked at his face. He was watching me with that expression — the one that gave too much away and not enough at the same time, the one I had decided I didn’t like and kept noticing anyway.“Where are you coming from?” he asked. His eyes moved over me briefly

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